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mandag, september 29

Doin' the Happy Dance 

This weekend was Little[1]'s 21'st birthday and H&P's wedding. Also, that blind date ended up being on Sunday at the coffee shop (got set up saturday morning on the way to the wedding. Little hungover, wasn't thinking straight. The, hey-I'm-going-to-meet-you-for-coffee-and-then-he's-going-to-show-up-and-then-I'll-convienently-leave kind of date. Nice, because then there's an immediate way out if he turns up as a loser in the first 10 minutes) Dinner Friday night was Outback, and you can get veggies with your steak that's all carrots. I was so happy.
So, I went to the weekend's festivities with some goals.
#1. Keep Little[1] out of trouble.
Mildly successful, she and DM are still dating, she got lots of grading done, and was happy by the end of the weekend.
#2. Get some kind of hook up after the wedding.
Bingo. Not only did I get the hook up, he was in the wedding party. Like, the only 'available' one in the wedding party that wasn't jailbait. And since it's homecoming this weekend, and he went to Rose.... draw your own conclusions.
#3. Survive the blind date.
Nice boy, he's tall, 'not bad looking,' and owns his own business, but majored in finance and business at Purdue. We talked like CS'es, exchanged email addresses, and I went home and he went back to work on a Sunday afternoon. Thinking I'm going to have to go on a lot of dates, [not necessarily with him, but just in general.] Barf.

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